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Thinking about for how long I’ve had to take public transportation to go to school makes me feel old. I remember saying goodbye to my friends when I was 9 years old watching them go the opposite way as I walked to the subway. The dark sky that would greet me every morning as I went uphill from the metro to class during the winter months. That terrible smell that would come every spring and summer, when the sky was bright and blue and the warmth of the sun made the subway feel like a microwave.